"I thought so," she said, looking me up and down."Usually a woman doesn't expect another woman. But don't expect me to be easy on you."I think she saw...a spark of rebellion in my eyes. "Now prepare me a drink while I get some things ready." Numbly I fixed her a Scotch and soda.She came into the living room and taking me by the hand, drew me into the bedroom.When I saw the whips, long and lethal-looking, neatly arranged on the bed, I cried out, tried to run.But before I reached the door she had. She stood there for a few seconds and then began to walk over to the couch. I waited there shaking. Lauren sat down and said, "It looks like you are dressing up like a slut, Brian". "Do you do this often?" I responded by saying, "I dress in my room by myself sometimes when Mommy and Daddy are sleeping". "Why are you home, Lauren?" I asked. "I thought I would have a party here while they were away", responded Lauren. We entered into an awkward pause as we both sat back on the couch for a second. Except she wasn't really my wife anymore. She was my Mistress. "Suckit," she commanded with a glint in her eye, pointing down at herclit. I instantly obeyed, lapping hungrily at her delicious juices.As I sucked on her growing clit, I felt a pair of strong handskneading my ass. I heard my Mistress' moans grow louder, and thenbecome muffled. I glanced up to see her deep throating Alex's massiveerection. Then I felt my ass-cheeks pulled apart. I heard Reggie spitand felt the wad of saliva land. It meant that I had to really get to know her before we had sex.She smiled and pulled my shirt out of my pants to release the last button. She lay my shirt open and studied my chest and abs for a few seconds. "I hope not," she said with fire in her eyes and a breathy smile. "Master only cums once and then leaves me alone for the night."My eyebrows rose. "And you're hoping I can ... what?" I asked, wanting her to put to words what she really wanted.She leaned forward, pressing her soft, full.